This was always going to be the swim to separate the men from the boys and the soup sippers! The water was 9 degrees and the air 4 degrees. The sky was crystal clear - before we lit the fire! - and the moon shone brilliantly through fine striate of thin clouds.
Attendees were Jim, Fergal and Mike, who enjoyed a cornucopia of mince pies, yoghurt coated peanuts & raisins, Turkish delights and fudge, washed down with hot tea, and enhanced by good conversation and the glowing embers of the petrol-powered log fire!
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